This Week in Milford

June 30, 2015

Phoning it in…

Filed under: Exploding Eyeball Syndrome, Gil Thorp, Pissy faced Gil — timbuys @ 11:58 pm

July 1, 2015

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There is a lot to process in today’s strip but I am about to fall over so can’t pass judgment.

Bonus Point: Pissy faced Gil in panel three is my favorite.

There Must Be A Reason Art Didn’t Call True On His Cell

Filed under: Milford Weirdos, Secret Thoughts — timbuys @ 8:41 pm

June 30, 2015

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You ever watch a rerun of Seinfeld and think about how so many of those episodes are largely premised on no one having cell phones at the time?

Anyway, I was feeling the same way about Art not having called True until it occurred to me that Art might not have any idea about True capering about Central City. Instead, I am imagining that this is his morning ritual: Everyday, he gets up at 2:00 in the morning, pours himself a cup of coffee and just sits on the sofa in a stone faced rage thinking about all of the disappointments in his life, his incompetent underlings who failed him yesterday and whom he’s really going to stick it to today, how he has no sway with the at best negligent local high school coach who is undermining True’s quest to win a scholarship to the University of Miami Ohio and, with it, Art’s one last desperate chance for the glory that has so long eluded him.

Bonus Point: We have all debated the extent to which Boo was asking for trouble, but I believe the sign in panel one, with its charming, almost Caribbean patois, ‘No park, mon’ really did give her fair warning.

June 29, 2015

Maybe The Mystic Pranks Slashed The Tires

Filed under: Gil Thorp — nedryerson @ 3:55 am

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Whoever had slashed tires wins the prediction pool, you can pick up your prize at the TWIM offices during normal business hours.* Those punks sure know how to slash a tire! It looks like they completely replaced the tires with melty cinnamon rolls.

At least they didn’t steal Boo’s MST 3-something license plate. If they had, the joke would have been on them because Boo must have stolen that plate from Running Back Chip Visci.

It looked like Boo was going to hulk out there, but she merely called her babe, True. Dad must have forgot to get Boo AAA.

If the summer plot is Boo hunting down these punks for retribution, I’m all in!

*and maybe call first.

June 27, 2015

Pranking Bad

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Saturday’s cliffhanger:  Have the Central City Cretins trashed Boo’s Compass and/or are they merely waiting on/by it to accost her?

Uh- Oh!!

Filed under: Gil Thorp — robmize2013 @ 5:10 pm

Boo needs drive-thru coffee at 1 am or later -thats a good way to stay awake all night before a big finals test. Though its a good idea for a late night drive home. But… trouble ahead, as she sees her car with possibly no air in the tires or some other calamity. How the hell do these guys know which car is hers? Anyway, I’ll bet she calls True to help and for a ride home, and True fends off the returning vermin and emerges a conquering hero, Then he gets yelled at by everyone but Marjie Ducey the next day at school.

The beat goes on…

June 26, 2015

Is Move Up an option?

Filed under: Gil Thorp — robmize2013 @ 1:42 pm

I’m floored by the lack of interest in a midnight show by a band that doesnt appear to be any more talented then Backyard Tire Fire. Sure is plenty of room in a place that looks like a cafeteria. I was expecting a throng of fans crushing Boo and her predators into a human sandwich. Oh well, alls well that ends well, so far. Perhaps Boo will befriend the lead singer after he says goodbye for 2015. Hard to believe this part of the story is so harmless. No fights, punches, or even Kaz to the rescue as many of you were eagerly awaiting. We also need to see the effects of the late show on Boo’s life the next few days, although I’m calling the school if they’re somehow still in session on June 25 and demanding 15 snow days next winter for Milford students.

June 25, 2015

I got (99 – 97) problems

Filed under: Central City Cretins, Chunky Bracelets, Gil Thorp, Milford Idiots — teenchy @ 5:21 am

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Boo Radley, she of the ever-changing hairdo (and facial features, and dentition, and neckline, but whatevs – we can say that about just about everyone not named Gil Thorp in this strip, and sometimes even him, too) finds herself feeling harassed by those Central City Cretins (is that a new category?) and decides to take matters into her own hands. Her Exploding Wrist Syndrome will not bode well for her pitching but thankfully this scowling bouncer will keep it from getting worse.

Wasn’t everybody waiting for True to appear deus ex machina style to be Boo’s savior? Did we not pick up the context clue that True wasn’t going to the show with her? I suppose it’s not too late for him to show up; being at home while his mom and his once-helicoptering dad continue to have furious make-up sex has got to be getting kind of squicky.

June 23, 2015

Our First Sighting of the Cystic Planks

Filed under: actual action, Central City Cretins — timbuys @ 11:50 pm

June 24, 2015

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I was going to do a poll to see which of the different rhyming names for the band was the most popular but it turned out that would take way more time researching than I have. Alas.

Meanwhile, the scene in Central City is getting no better than when last we visited it.

I’ve tagged these guys as cretins, but perhaps they are actually Clydes? Regardless, their apparent intent to assault a teenager in a crowded club, presumably one with bouncers of some sort, is quite in keeping with their previously demonstrated idiocy.

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